My May-December Romance with a Girl (10-12)

10.
I looked up and smiled at Ji Meishan. She looked back at me, her eyes dreamy. Just as I was about to kiss her, I heard her murmur, "Meimei, shall we go to bed?"
"Okay!" I smiled slightly, stood up, and she got off the kitchen counter and led me to the bed.
At that moment, the morning sunlight streamed into the room from the window, illuminating our two intertwined, beautiful naked bodies, as if painting them with a faint golden hue. I thought that if there were any onlookers, they would surely find the scene breathtakingly beautiful. During
those days in Xiamen, we spent our days either traveling, swimming in the sea, buying seafood to cook a feast, or lying on deck chairs on the terrace, facing the sea, reading, daydreaming, or sleeping.
As the sun set, we wore beach dresses, strolled hand in hand on the beach, basking in the afterglow of the sunset. At night, we made love passionately to the sound of the tide, living a life more blissful than that of the gods.
Wherever we went, the two of us, so beautiful women, became a stunning sight in the eyes of others.
One day, we were cooking at the guesthouse, preparing three seafood dishes and a stir-fried potato dish. As I was about to start cooking, I noticed that Ji Meishan had cut the potato shreds to be as thick as my little finger. So I called out to her, who was reading on the terrace, "Ji Meishan, come here."
She came in and asked, "What's wrong, baby?"
I laughed, "Are you cutting these potato shreds or French fries?"
She hugged me from behind, kissed me on the cheek, and giggled, "I'm cutting them into French fries!"
"Is that what we said before?" I rolled my eyes at her and said.
"You meant French fries!" she continued to argue.
"Okay, French fries it is then." I had no choice but to change my mind and make French fries.
She giggled. I said, "Xiao Shan, you've been living independently for so long, how come you can't even cook a meal?"
"I usually live at school, and sometimes I eat at my aunt's house on weekends, sometimes I order takeout, so I rarely cook!"
She suddenly hugged my neck and said coquettishly, "Besides, it's not like I can't cook at all, I've even made breakfast for us!"
"Look at those two fried eggs you made, they're burnt to a crisp!" I laughed.
She kissed me again, pouting, and said, "But you said it's delicious."
I smiled affectionately, "That's true. For me, anything Xiaoshan cooks is delicious, and anything Xiaoshan tells is funny."
She laughed, "Of course!"
I put the fries into the oil and laughed, "But speaking of which, how will you ever get married looking like this?"
"Who said I'm getting married?" She hugged me again and laughed, "If I were to marry, it would be you."
We looked at each other and giggled. I said, "Alright, stand back a bit, be careful not to get splashed with oil."
Another day, just as dawn was breaking, I woke up and didn't see Ji Meishan. She wasn't in the bathroom or on the balcony either. I wondered where this girl had gone so early in the morning? Did she go to watch the sunrise before dawn? Didn't I say I'd go with her? Why did she go alone? Did she not want to wake me up?
So I dialed her cell phone, but she didn't answer after several tries. My heart tightened, and I immediately went out to look for her, searching the area near the guesthouse, including the beach, but I couldn't find her anywhere. I called her phone several more times, but she didn't answer.
I panicked, fearing something had happened to her. I went back to the guesthouse to ask the owner and staff if they had seen the girl who was with me. They both said they hadn't noticed her.
I was terrified, thinking she might have encountered bad people while watching the sunrise. I was so anxious I almost cried. I went out to look for her again, and just as I reached the town, I saw Ji Meishan walking towards me from a distance, carrying a black plastic bag.
I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and my legs felt weak. When she saw me, she waved and called out, "Meimei..."
I walked over and said sternly, "Where did you go without a word?"
She asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"
I took a breath and scolded, "I didn't see you when I opened my eyes just now. I looked everywhere for you but couldn't find you. You didn't answer your phone. Tell me, what did you do?"
She raised the plastic bag in her hand and laughed, "I went to the dock over there to buy mantis shrimp."
Only then did I realize that this girl had gone out before dawn to buy me mantis shrimp. Because I especially love mantis shrimp, when I was buying seafood at the dock that afternoon, I only saw some very small ones and didn't buy any. The fishermen selling seafood said that if you wanted to buy big mantis shrimp, you had to come very early in the morning, as they were big and fresh.
Ji Meishan told me that she had quietly gotten up before dawn that day and went to the dock early in the morning to wait for the fishermen to set up their stalls. Sure enough, she managed to buy some.
"Meimei, look, they really are big and fresh!" she said excitedly as she opened the plastic bag.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I said, "Why didn't you call me to come with you?"
"I wanted you to sleep a little longer!" she laughed.
"Then why didn't you answer my calls? Do you know how worried I was? I was afraid you'd run into bad people," I cried out.
"You called me?" she said in surprise, then suddenly realized, "Oh dear! I put my phone on silent last night, and I forgot to put it back on when I left."
She looked at me apologetically, then smiled again, "I'm so sorry! Meimei, it's my fault for making you worry!"
I glared at her without saying a word. She hung the plastic bag on her left hand, clasped her hands together, and pleaded with me, "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! It's all my fault!"
I finally smiled through my tears, wiped them away, and said, "What does it matter if we eat mantis shrimp or not? If something happens to you, how can I live?"
As I spoke, tears streamed down my face again, and she cried too, wiping my tears away. "Baby, I can't live without you."
We looked at each other through our tears, then smiled again, and hugged each other tightly in the morning breeze.
On the way back, I said, "This can't be left like this. I have to punish you."
"Okay! How do you want to punish me?" Ji Meishan laughed, linking her arm with mine.
"I'll spank your bottom."
She teased me, "Should I take my pants off first?"
"Of course!"
"Alright, I'll take my pants off later and stick my butt up high so you can spank me."
"You little brat, are you trying to seduce me and distract me from my work? No way."
We laughed.
The night before we returned to Changsha, after we made love, Ji Meishan nestled in my arms and said softly, "Meimei, let's be together?"
I smiled and said, "Aren't we together?"
She looked up at me and said, "I mean, let's live together, like a real couple..."
I was stunned. She continued, "I don't want children, I don't want anything, I just want you, okay?" Tears
streamed down her face. My heart ached, but I didn't know what to say to her, so I just wiped away her tears.
"Do you love me?" she asked, her tearful eyes fixed on me.
"Yes, I love you," I said, and kissed her lips.
As she passionately kissed me, she murmured, "I love you too, I really love you so much..."
Our kiss deepened, and we were entwined once more.
The day we returned to Changsha, we lined up for a taxi in the airport parking lot. Since we were going our separate ways, we planned to each take a taxi.
Ji Meishan asked me to come to her place that evening; she didn't want to be alone at home, and she didn't want to be separated from me. I said I was afraid it would arouse my husband's suspicion, and besides, I missed my son.
She didn't say anything more. As she pulled her suitcase towards the back of a taxi, watching her graceful yet lonely figure, a longing welled up inside me—a longing I had never felt before.
"Xiaoshan..." I called out to her.
She turned and smiled at me. I went over and gently stroked her face, wanting to tell her, "I promise you, we'll live together." But I didn't say it.
She asked me what was wrong. I smiled and shook my head, saying, "Nothing." At that moment, the taxi driver urged, "Beautiful lady, are you going or not?"
I hugged Ji Meishan and whispered in her ear, "I love you, see you another day."
"Okay, see you another day," she smiled at me, put her suitcase in the trunk, walked to the right rear door, turned around, pointed to her chest, and mouthed "I love you" to me.
I smiled through my tears, waved to her, and watched her get into the car and drive away.
Not long after returning from Xiamen, I decided to confront my husband. Making this decision was incredibly difficult.
We had been together for over ten years, from dating to marriage, supporting each other through thick and thin, and we had a child. Moreover, we were the envy of our relatives and friends; he was a leader in a state-owned enterprise, and I taught at a university; we both had excellent careers and a solid financial foundation.
Despite the difficulty, I still made the decision.

11.
That day, Ji Meishan and I had a date at her house. Around nine o'clock in the evening, I woke up from my sleep, and Ji Meishan, whom I had hugged from behind, was still fast asleep.
Not wanting to wake her, I quietly got up, put on my underwear, and then my bra. She woke up and asked what time it was. I said it was past nine.
"Are you going back?" she asked, turning around.
"Yeah, it's getting late,"
I replied, fastening my bra. Seeing the disappointment and loneliness on her face, I immediately leaned down and hugged her, smiling, "Baby, we can see each other again in a couple of days."
She hummed in agreement and nodded with a smile. I smiled back and kissed her…
Just as I drove back to the apartment complex garage and hadn't even parked, I received a call from Ji Meishan. She said she missed me terribly. I laughed, "Silly girl, why are you saying that after we just broke up?"
She said she just missed me terribly; every time I left her, she missed me terribly, sometimes even staying up all night. At that moment, tears welled up in my eyes, and I choked out, "Baby, wait for me, I'll be right back."
She laughed and said, "No need, I just wanted to tell you. Don't keep running back and forth, or Uncle will suspect you. " But I didn't listen to her. I told her not to worry about it and to wait for me at home.
I called my husband and told him that Meishan had run into trouble, that the girl was crying very sadly, and that I should come over to keep her company. I might not be home that night.
My husband asked me what had happened to Meishan. I said I didn't know yet, but I guessed she had broken up with her boyfriend. My husband was quite surprised and laughed, "Broken up? That girl can break up? She's so pretty, she's the one who dumps others, not the other way around."
"Look at what you're saying, anyone can experience heartbreak," I said, and drove out of the garage.
When I returned to Meishan's house, before I even rang the doorbell, the door opened, and she was standing inside. We kissed...
I loved her so much, I truly cherished her, and she loved me wholeheartedly too. Sometimes I wondered if there were any people in the world who loved each other more than we did.
The next afternoon, while my son wasn't home, I called my husband home from work, saying I had something very important to discuss with him.
When my husband came home, he asked me what had happened. Although it was difficult for me to say, I still spoke my mind. When he heard that I wanted a divorce, he was surprised and asked if I was having an affair.
I nodded. He then asked, "Who is she? I have the right to know."
I confessed to him that it was Ji Meishan. My husband said with a half-smile, "Don't be ridiculous, Anmei. Even if you want a divorce, don't come up with such an absurd reason! How could you divorce me for a woman?"
I looked at him seriously and said, "The truth is, we've been in love for over a year, and I went to Xiamen with her this time."
Beforehand, I told my husband that I was going to Xiamen with two close friends, not with Ji Meishan.
My husband's eyes widened in disbelief. After a long silence, he finally asked, "Have you slept with her?"
"Yes..." I nodded, "Many times."
He suddenly roared, "So, did you enjoy it with me or with her?"
I said tearfully, "What's the point of asking this?"
My husband shouted, "Because I want to know why you left me?"
He took a breath and said, "I've suspected your relationship was abnormal for a long time, but I just couldn't believe my wife was a lesbian, and it turns out you really are..."
I interrupted him, "We're not lesbians, we just deeply love each other, whether the other is a man or a woman."
My husband sneered repeatedly, "Fine, fine, fine, you two deeply love each other. What about me? Do you love me?"
I said coldly, "I did love you in the past, but I don't love you anymore."
"What's wrong with me? You want to love another woman!" he roared again, grabbing his shirt. "I've worked myself to the bone for this family, and you've cheated on me, having an affair with someone else, and with another woman at that..."
He choked up, continuing, "I never imagined you'd divorce me for another woman. I actually lost to a woman?"
My husband's words left me speechless. After a long pause, he asked, "Have you made up your mind?"
"Yes, I have," I said, wiping away my tears. "Whether you agree or not, I'm divorcing you."
"What about our son? What about Mingming? Haven't you thought about him?" my husband asked, staring at me.
His words struck a nerve. But I had already decided that while I wasn't too old, I wanted to live for myself, to love properly for myself.
“Whether we divorce or not, we are still Mingming’s parents. Even if we divorce, it won’t change that fact,” I said. “I will love and cherish him as before, and I believe you will too.”
“Don’t give me that nice talk…” my husband yelled. “Have you thought about how Mingming will feel about this? How will he face the fact that his mother is a lesbian? Do you think we’re in America or Europe?”
“If you don’t tell and I don’t tell, how will Mingming find out? How will anyone else know?”
“Anmei, you’re so despicable!” my husband interrupted me. “You’ve done such a shameful thing, and you still expect me to keep it a secret and maintain your image as a good mother?”
In his agitation, he slapped me. I gasped, covered my face, and buried my head. After a long while, I looked up and said, "Mingming will be starting high school soon. To avoid affecting his studies, don't tell him about this for now. We'll talk about it after his college entrance exam."
"Get out! Get out of my house!" my husband roared at me, pointing outside.
I understood his anger. He had always been proud to have me, a beautiful university professor, as his wife. Now, I had cheated on him, even with another woman. How could he not be filled with grief and indignation?
The next day, I moved out of our home to the apartment complex near the university where I taught. I had an apartment there, and my husband and I began living separately.
I told my son that I was going to study out of town for a while. I planned to come home every weekend after his semester started, without letting him know that I had separated from his father. I would tell him the truth—that my husband and I were separated, or even divorced—after his college entrance exam. Before I
knew it, it was early September, and Ji Meishan was going to Guangzhou to register for university.
The night before she left, we met at my place and made love almost all night, talking non-stop. We were both full of confidence in the future, convinced that as long as we persevered, we would definitely be able to live together.
After Ji Meishan went to Guangzhou, we chatted on WeChat every day, expressing our longing for each other and listening to her talk about her new life at university.
During that time, I went home every weekend to spend two days with my son, but I didn't sleep with my husband. My husband could only reluctantly play along for the sake of our son, but I could tell he hated me.
Soon, the National Day holiday arrived, and Ji Meishan and I got together again and went to Portugal.
As someone who studied humanities from high school to university, that country where the land ends and the sea begins has always been a place I longed to visit. I originally wanted to take Ji Meishan there during the summer vacation, but her passport hadn't been issued yet, so we had to change it to a domestic trip. When her passport arrived in September, we decided to take advantage of the National Day holiday to go.
We departed from Guangzhou on the afternoon of September 30th. Luckily, I had no classes that day, so I arrived in Guangzhou around noon and met up with Ji Meishan at the airport.
We didn't join a tour group; the two women traveled independently. Portuguese and Spanish are very similar, so people who only speak Portuguese and those who only speak Spanish can communicate almost without difficulty.
When I was in university, my second language was Spanish, and although I'm not as fluent as English, I figured I could manage in Portugal.
Besides, many people in most European countries speak fluent English, and we brought our travel essential—a portable translator—so language communication wasn't a problem. Therefore, we didn't join any of those "shopping tours."
During our time in Portugal, we enjoyed ourselves immensely, and out of curiosity, we even visited Lisbon's red-light district.

12.
Due to the time difference, we arrived in Lisbon, the capital of Portugal, on the morning of October 1st, which was already evening in China.
After leaving the airport terminal, we took a taxi straight to the Alpha old town. As soon as I got in the car, my Spanish came in handy. The Portuguese driver understood everything I was saying, without even needing a translator.
Ji Meishan looked at me with admiration and said, "Meimei, you're amazing! You even speak Portuguese?"
I told her that I had studied Spanish, and that Portuguese and Spanish weren't that different—like the differences between dialects in different provinces of our country.
Soon, the taxi entered the Gulf of Belém on the Atlantic coast, and the exotic scenery along the way was breathtaking.
Portugal is located in the southwestern corner of Europe, sharing the Iberian Peninsula with Spain. It borders Spain to the east and north, and the vast Atlantic Ocean to the west and south.
Its Cape Roca is the westernmost point of all of Europe, so during the Age of Exploration it was known as the place where the continental Europe ended and the sea began, hence the famous line by the Portuguese poet Cam?es: "Here the land ends, here the sea begins."
The driver was a man in his forties or fifties with slightly graying hair. Seeing that I could talk to him, he struck up a conversation with me enthusiastically, quickly bringing up the country's most popular sport—football. He proudly boasted that their national football team had recently won the European Championship.
Although I'm not a football fan, two people in my family are, and I had already heard about this from my husband and son, so I went along with the driver's praises of their country's football.
As we talked, the taxi turned from the Monument to the Discoveries near Belém Bay towards the old town of Alfa. Our hotel was right next to the old town.
The reason I chose to stay here was because, while researching my trip, I learned online that a trip to Portugal isn't complete without experiencing a fado performance in one of the small bars in the old town of Alfa.
Fado is a unique Portuguese storytelling art form, originating from the longing of sailors during the Age of Exploration for their homeland and loved ones; it carries a bittersweet melancholy and is considered a national treasure of Portugal. Many small bars in the old town of Alfa regularly host fado performances.
Ji Meishan and I were very lucky; on our very first night in Portugal, we heard FADO in a small pub. As a melancholic yet captivating guitar melody began to play, a voluptuous middle-aged Portuguese woman began to sing. Whether or not the listener understood the lyrics, a bittersweet feeling was palpable.
Due to limited time, we mainly explored Lisbon and its suburbs during our stay in Portugal. To avoid turning this section into a travelogue, I won't go into details.
My visit to Lisbon's red-light district was purely coincidental, or rather, we stumbled upon it unintentionally.
That evening, after having dinner at a restaurant in Lisbon, we strolled along the streets and unknowingly wandered into a red-light district.
On both sides of the street, there were rows and rows of glass shop windows. Behind each shop window, there were one or two alluring women, dressed extremely sexily and provocatively, some even completely naked, posing seductively to every man passing by, trying to ignite their hormones, sparing no woman.
One woman in the window saw Ji Meishan and me staring at her, immediately flashing us a seductive smile, beckoning us with her right index finger, and even lip-reading a phrase in English—"Come on! Baby." Ji Meishan and I
quickly averted our gaze and walked away, exchanging a knowing giggle. Later, a taxi driver told me that behind those shop windows were rooms, the working and living quarters of the prostitutes. The
taxi driver also told us that most of the prostitutes came from Eastern Europe, North Africa, and South America, and there were quite a few Chinese, though we didn't see a single prostitute who looked Asian at the time.
The taxi driver's words made me deeply aware of the hardships of life; it's probably like this in many parts of the world.
Perhaps because we were two single women, male prostitutes kept trying to solicit us along the street. Whenever this happened, we would lower our heads, blush, and quickly leave.
One of the male escorts stopped us and said in English that he would give us a discount if we both joined him. Ji Meishan joked with him, saying in English, "She's my mother."
The escort smiled slightly and said he had done it with a mother and daughter who were tourists there. Ji Meishan and I exchanged bewildered glances, marveling at how open-minded foreigners were.
I said in English, "No, thank you." The escort smiled at us and said, "You two are very charming; I can serve you for free."
I quickly said I didn't need it and pulled Ji Meishan along even faster.
The man caught up with us, and I was secretly alarmed. Had he started bothering me again? I immediately reached into my bag and grabbed the pepper spray I'd bought in Portugal.
Perhaps the man guessed what I was thinking, because he pressed his hands down and chuckled, "No, no, ma'am, I just wanted to recommend a place..."
He said, slipping a flyer into my hand, "I guarantee you won't be disappointed."
After he left, Ji Meishan asked me what it was. I said it was a flyer for a live sex show, and as I crumpled it up, I was about to throw it in the trash can, but Ji Meishan stopped me.
I asked with a smile, "What? You want to see it?"
She laughed, "So what? Is it not allowed? I've never seen a live one before. I'm quite curious."
I said, "Let's forget it. It's all men watching there, it'll be too embarrassing for two women!"
"Hey! Both men and women watch it, regardless of gender," the girl said.
I smiled at her. "How did you know? Have you seen it?"
She blushed and laughed, "How could I have seen it? My dad and stepmother told me. They saw it when they went to Thailand. They were talking about it once, and I overheard them."
Driven by curiosity, we decided to go and see for ourselves. We planned to observe from the outside first, and if no women entered, we wouldn't go.
Following the address on the flyer, we arrived at the place, a rather old building, probably a former theater. A performance was about to start, so we hid nearby and observed for a while. Seeing that there were indeed men and women entering, we bought tickets and went in.
The theater was almost full, with white people, black people, and many people of Asian appearance. Judging from their speech, there were quite a few Chinese people; it was currently the Golden Week holiday in China, and many people were traveling abroad.
I was a little worried about running into familiar faces, which would be awkward. Ji Meishan said, "What are you afraid of? Others are afraid of being seen by you!" We both laughed.
As we were talking, the performance began, and surprisingly, it even had a plot; if you didn't know better, you'd think you were watching a play. As the story unfolded, scene after scene of explicit sexual acts appeared before the audience.
There were one man and one woman, two men and one woman, one man and two women, and multiple men and women—a truly spectacular sight. There were also lesbian scenes and BDSM; in short, everything imaginable and unimaginable was there, the entire theater filled with an atmosphere of hormones.
Ji Meishan and I were completely aroused, especially by the lesbian performance, which left me dazed and confused, my underwear soaked. I secretly glanced at Ji Meishan and noticed her eyes were also glazed over.
Before the performance ended, we left the theater and took a taxi back to the hotel. As soon as we entered the room, Ji Meishan and I immediately embraced and kissed, undressing. I noticed her underwear was also wet…
We returned to Changsha on October 6th and stayed at Ji Meishan's house that night.
While we were immersed in our tender moments, we had no idea that danger was quietly approaching.
On the morning of October 7th, Ji Meishan and I were still asleep when her aunt and uncle suddenly entered the room.
When Ji Meishan's aunt saw us naked and embracing on the bed, she was horrified. Ji Meishan and I were also startled awake and quickly separated, each grabbing a towel to wrap ourselves in.
Witnessing what she saw, Ji Meishan's aunt was speechless. "You...you...what are you doing?"
I was filled with shame, but Ji Meishan remained relatively calm and said to her aunt, "Auntie, please leave."
"How could this be? How could this be?" Her aunt murmured in disbelief as she left the bedroom.

(To be continued)

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